On one side lies the Indian Ocean, illimitable towrds the east, dimpled with its anerithmon gelasama, and broken westward by a thin line of foam, creaming upon the whitest and finest of sand, the detritus of coralline and madrepore.

to graduate the heat of an oven

Flip Morriscone would rather watch himself than anyone else on the planet, man or woman, and that was because he was in the absolute peak of physical condition; rockhard abs, rockhard butt, legs like a centaur's, neck like a plinth.

Message latency is much more of an issue on a WAN than on a LAN.